Taking leave of my senses

Yesterday, the guys and gals who occupy the lunatic fringe of the Republican party were doing the happy pee-pee dance because they won two gubernatorial elections. They’re convinced that it’s a new dawn for conservativism. If that’s true, I hope it’s a sensible brand that I can participate in and not the vitriolic hate-spewing kind that seems so popular these days. Boy, those guys are sore losers and not very gracious winners.

Then I heard Paris Hilton interviewed on Jimmy Kimmel’s show. She’s a vapid narcissist and yet she is admired by young girls. They all want to be like her.

This morning I see in the papers that the New York Yankee$, a group of blood-sucking slugs and carpetbaggers, just won the World Series. Another big eff-ewww to small-market baseball.

I’m leaving for Washington D.C. tomorrow to visit relatives. When I get back, this mess had better be cleaned up or someone is going to suffer a double-salvo of sarcastic wit. It won’t be pleasant so get on it.